Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Angola and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gang Gang Dance to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Nick Fraelich,
Mantronix,
Bad Manners,
Chrome,
OOIOO,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Henry Cow,
Oneida,
Flamin' Groovies,
Steve Hackett,
Bronski Beat,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantytec,
The Dead C,
The Litter,
Connie Case,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minutemen,
The Index,
Bush Tetras,
Agitation Free,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Real Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
James White and The Blacks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brand Nubian,
Slick Rick,
Sight & Sound,
Brass Construction,
Joy Division,
Bobby Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
Skarface,
Underground Resistance,
Scion,
Fear,
Joey Negro,
Amon Düül,
Boz Scaggs,
Sun City Girls,
Cluster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Susan Cadogan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Enemy,
Pierre Henry,
The Golliwogs,
Erykah Badu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Television Personalities,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tres Demented,
Barbara Tucker,
David Axelrod,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.